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Subject: STORY: Gay 294, 1 of 1: Dan by Chuck Landis
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From: Warren Williams <warren@sideways.welly.gen.nz>
Date: Sat, 08 May 93 02:29:24 +1200
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This is an automatic story posting; five stories are posted each day.
Sometimes a non-gay story may slip through -- I haven't checked all
files. I didn't write any of these, authors names are listed if known.
Sorry, but I can't e-mail out stories because of New Zealand e-mail
charges -- but can repost if too many people miss a story.
File: gay294 (part 1 of 1)
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Name: Dan by Chuck Landis
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From: commandr@sage.cc.purdue.edu (Richard)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.motss
Subject: Story: Dan
Date: 12 Apr 91 00:52:08 GMT
Organization: Purdue University
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Dan by: Chuck Landis
I was just depressed. I hadn't had a good fucking for at least
two weeks. That doesn't mean I was without sex for the entire time. I
had a few tricks. But none of them could satisfy that special need that
itched at my ass. Don't get me wrong. I am not some nellie queen who
will throw their legs up for any hard dick. At 6'2", 190 lbs of hard
muscle, I am not a whimp either. I can kick the shit out of anybody who
tries to give me any grief. In fact, well meaning "friends" tell me
that I look gh in the bars to have anybody try to pick me up. When I do
pick up a man, he sometimes seems surprised that I want to trade fucks
with him. Now it takes a special man to get into my ass. He's got to
be big, strong, and have a long, fat dick. Let's face it; when I want
fucked, I want to feel it. Besides, I think it's easier to take a big
dick than a small one. Maybe it could be that I like big dicks.
I worked out earlier this afternoon, but there was nobody there.
The guys at the gym all seem so self-centered. They put more love into
that mirror than they could ever share with any woman or man. Besides,
most of these guys have no dick at all. All their muscles must steal
from their cocks. My itch was getting worse as I banged around the
house. I thought if I went out and ran a little that would help the
time to pass. The running felt good. The sweat was just starting to
get into my eyes stopped to put a make-shift sweatband made from a
hanky. Finished, I turned and stepped into the path of what felt like a
truck. The collision impact sent me and the other man to the ground.
The stars started to clear when I realized there was a crowd gathering
to see this show. Some lady was at my side asking dumb questions about
what happened and was I alright. I saw another group gathered around
whoever I collided with. I got off my ass and went to the other group.
There sat the o ther man. He was beautiful. I held out my hand to help
him up. He needed no help but latched on anyway. As he rose, his eyes
dove into my soul. I didn't break the contact. I appoligized and
willing to do anything to make up for the error in my judgement. He
seeemed alright as we continued to talk. The crowd was still there. We
walked away to try to end the show. About 200 yards down the path, we
sat on a park bench to talk and take inventory.
The only damage was a little blood at the corner of my mouth.
He was alright with just a few bruises. He was too good looking to let
go too quickly. His face could have been on the cover of G.Q. He was
about my height and weight. Big chest and the most wonderfully defined
arms I had ever seen. Arms are a real turn on for me. His arms were
viened and pumped to rock hard fullness. His legs were cut well and in
perfect proportion to his body size. He was one of the pretty people
that actually nful to look at. But I looked and took in the sights. I
got a little uneasy as I realized he too was looking closely at me. He
brought his hand to my face and with his thumb touched my wound. It
smarted but the shock of his touch was the reason I jerked. "Let's go
get a beer," he suggested as his eyes kept searching my soul.
At the corner store, he bought two Millers. We sat in the shade
on the pavement at the side of the building. Two old ladies passed and
stared at these two men as we sat there. Nothing seemed to bother him.
I wasn't going to do anything to break this contact. Finally, I
introduced myself. His name was Dan not Danny. Dan was a self-employed
building contractor just recently divorced for the second time. I
listened to his life story all the while studying his face and features.
I got up to buy cond beers. When I looked down, his balls were hanging
from his running shorts. They were huge and covered with just the right
ammmount of hair to accent their fulness and size. "In the
neighborhood, I would not let my jewerly hang out. Somebody might take
them," I said as I nodded in the direction between his legs. He looked
down, tucked them away, and winked at me. His reaction was too much for
me, so I split to get the beers. When I returned, he was on his feet.
"I live down the s treet. Let' go drink these in the air conditioning,"
he suggested while leading the way. I was so nervous I could not even
answer him. I just walked along.
Once inside the front door, he grabbed my arm. I spun around
not knowing what to expect--maybe a fight. But he pulled me towards his
body. Looking in to my eyes he breathed into my face, "Let's get it
on!" Too stunned to react my instints took over and tried to turn away.
He grabbed my head with one hand and his other arm held my body to his
firm frame. He kissed me full on the mouth. His tounge parted my lips
and dove into me. Overpowered and shocked, my body relaxed and brought
his hand fro ad to encircle my body. He broke the kiss and held my hips
against his. The heat between us was too much. "Dan, I need some
space," I gasped. His grip loosened. I stepped away taking a big slug
of cool beer. "Unless I read you wrong, you need this as bad as I do,"
he explained as he came back to me. I turned only to have Dan's arm
engage me again. "Let me take care of this," he hissed as he ground his
hips into me. All I could do was nod. I was a wreck. The best I had
hoped for was t o memorize his body for a later jackoff session. Now, I
am here in his house laying on his floor as he takes off my shorts and
jock.
Dan stripped me. He stood, fully clothed, over me surveying his
prey. Dan approved as he rubbed his crotch. He undid his shorts and in
one motion stripped his jock down too. Dan stood naked over me. He was
too beautiful to look at. His body was perfect. Dan's developed
muscles were carved and defined to rival any god's statue. His face,
reddened with lust, was controlling my thoughts without further words
between us. Dan had a dick that was filling with blood as he looked
down at me. Not e f hard, he was huge. Long, fat and circumsized, his
cock pulsed with his impasssioned heart beats. "Relax, big boy," Dan
exhaled as he lowered his frame onto me. Our mouths met and out tounges
dueled inside as our bodies ground together. I tried to roll him on his
back so I could get up there to explore and play with his body. Dan
looked down into my eyes knowing my deeper intentions and said, "Let me
take care of you this first round. The next will be your turn." I
responded by brin gs his mouth back to mine.
Dan continued his domination by licking and nibbling my neck.
He hit my weak spot: my ears. His full weight held me down as he worked
the ear with his talented tounge. Dan moved lower biting my tits and
swirling his tounge through my hairy chest and stomach. He was
methodically attacking me to get at his goal. He reached my pubic hairs
and bit hard into the bone that surrounds that area. Dan's strong ams
held my hips to the floor as my upper body flopped around from his work.
He nuzzled into ls and licked all around my long dick. Finally, Dan
took the cock head in his mouth. He adjusted his head and I felt the
shaft sink into his throat. Dan worked my cock with his tounge and
throat muscles. I was going to cum and he knew it. "What's the matter,
baby," he gasped as stared into my eyes. "I am too close," I said. he
smiled and said, "Don't cum yet. We've got too much else to do!"
Dan dove into the area between my balls and ass eating his way
lower. When his mouth hit my asshole, I almost stood straight up. But
Dan caught my actions slamming me back down to the floor. He rimmed my
ass driving me crazy. He reveled in his actions and work to get me so
hot. He left so much spit and slime between my leags that I thought I
was in a warm bath. Dan knee walked to my face and held his fat dick in
his right hand. "Suck it," he ordered. I needed no coaxing and dove
for that mon He face fucked me. Dan shoved hard, but I could not take
it all. "Work on the head," he whined as I knew I was getting him hot.
All of a sudden Dan pulled out and turned around to get something out of
end table drawer. He revealed some lube and poppers.
Dan laid full on me again our cocks looking for some comfortable
position. "I am going to fuck the hell out you," Dan's deep throated
voice echoed in my brain. With that I felt his fingers greasing my
hole. I looked up to see him positioning himself between my legs
spreading lube on his huge dick. His dirty talk continued as I felt the
head of his cock push for entrance. The pain, pleasure brought a scream
of relief to my itchie asshole. Somewhere in this union, I began
begging for more. Dan and pumped my ass for all he was worth. I looked
up and watched this man's cock work in and out of my ass. The whole
scene was headed for the end. One final hit of poppers for us both,
sent Dan and I over the edge. His cock thickened even more and started
to spasm in my ass. White slime flew from my cock and splashed on my
chest and neck. Dan fucked through the climax. Finally, I yelled for
him to stop. His motions halted. He let his cock soak in ass juices
and his cum. Dan rubbed is hand through my cum and hair. Our breathing
started to return as he began to withdraw his still rock hard monster.
His cock head caught on the well fucked opening of my ass. So he had to
pull sharply to extract his cock from my hungry ass.
Dan laid down beside me on his back. I streched out my legs.
Our breathing and groans attested to the intese cum we both went
through. "That was incredible," Dan panted. "Thanks for the fuck," was
my only reply. Dan rolled towards me. His semi-hard dick flopped
across my thigh. I reached for it and fondled its thick, heavy mass.
The slime was there as I squeezed and played. His cock started to grow
with my touch. Dan rolled on me and whispered into my ear, "Fuck me."
We kissed as he finall e put him on his back. He tasted great. The
mixture of sweat and cum from the previous fuck was still there. Dan's
muscles glistened as I stared at him from above. The visual was enough
to send me to heaven again. My ass still pained that wonderful ache
only a good fucking can leave behind. My cock, still hard, dripped the
last drops of my ample load, but I was going to fuck this stud. I
wanted to return the pleasure he had given me.
Lifting his massive legs to my sholders, I looked at his hole
that pulsed with his breathing. Dan gasped for air as I put my tounge
to his ass. I soon had this man groaning and muttering as I worked on
his asshole. I left plenty of spit there for the next step. I worked
my cockhead into his tight opening. Not wanting anything to get in the
way, I proceeded very slowly looking into his eyes for the next push.
After only a few minutes, the first few strokes were thrust into Dan.
The first dips fuck are the best. Dan knew how to respond and squeeze
his ass around my dick. I was so hot fucking this stud who just worked
over my ass that I was ready in short order. Dan was screaming for
relief as his big cock oozed cum. I pumped harder giving back the fuck
he put to my hole and readying him for the final hit. We both looked
into sex glazed eyes as the orgasms swept onto us. Dan came and shot
the white slime in ribbons over my chest and his tomach. I shot the
first few shots into his ass. I reached down and pulled out my cock
that continued to shoot on his body. Our cum mixed on his muscles as we
yelled our climax together.
Dan pulled my climaxed body down onto his as we both rubbed and
moaned into each others' ears. The agreed orgsm was just starting to
subside when his hoarse voice told me Dan wanted to go again. We played
for the rest of the day and night. Going to work the next monday was a
relief. I tried not to think of Dan. But it was a lost cause. My
phone rang as I got home. Dan wanted to come over. He wanted a repeat.
I said yes--of course.
CCL 15-May-88